Текст и перевод песни Izabela Trojanowska - Brylanty

Brylanty

Nie lubiê wielkich samochodów,
Limuzyn z eleganckich sfer,
Wyk³adanych dywanem schodów,
Które t³umi¹ najmniejszy szmer,
Gdy wspinasz siê po nich.

Nie lubiê wa¿nych rezydencji
I przyjêæ w nich a la fourchette,
Sekretarzy i ekscelencji,
Doskona³ych od A do Zet
I sztywnych tak samo.

Brylanty, ba¿anty,
Smako³yki wprost do ust.
Buzery, bajery,
To cokolwiek za du¿o na mój gust.

Nie lubiê mê¿czyzn ustawionych,
Z przepustk¹ wa¿n¹ a¿ na top.
Jeli ju¿, wolê tych szalonych,
Tych, co nigdy nie mówi¹ "stop",
Gdy kochaæ raz zaczn¹.

Brylanty, ba¿anty,
Smako³yki wprost do ust.
Buzery, bajery,
To cokolwiek za du¿o na mój gust.

Brylanty, ba¿anty,
Smako³yki wprost do ust.
Buzery, bajery,
To cokolwiek za du¿o na mój gust.
Brylanty, ba¿anty,
Smako³yki wprost do ust.
Buzery, bajery,
To cokolwiek za du¿o na mój gust.

Diamonds

I don’t like big cars,
Luxury limousines,
Carpeted staircases,
That muffle the slightest sound,
As you climb them.

I don't like important mansions
And receptions in them a la fourchette,
Secretaries and excellencies,
Perfect from A to Z
And just as stiff.

Diamonds, pheasants,
Delicacies straight to the mouth.
Buzzers, gimmicks,
That's a bit too much for my taste.

I don't like established men,
With a pass that's valid all the way to the top.
If I do, I prefer the crazy ones,
Those who never say "stop",
When they start loving once.

Diamonds, pheasants,
Delicacies straight to the mouth.
Buzzers, gimmicks,
That's a bit too much for my taste.

Diamonds, pheasants,
Delicacies straight to the mouth.
Buzzers, gimmicks,
That's a bit too much for my taste.
Diamonds, pheasants,
Delicacies straight to the mouth.
Buzzers, gimmicks,
That's a bit too much for my taste.